This is a recipe I took from my late paternal grandmother and adjusted it to my preferred taste. It definitely is a lot unhealthier and a lot richer since I started making it on my own.
I loved visiting her house in the summer and when I saw the pints of fresh blackberries I knew we were making blackberry pie – which ended up being my favorite pie.
All of my grandparents grew up during the Great Depression and lived through World War II. From them, I learned the importance of using what is on-hand and creating dishes with food that will not keep as long as we had wished. They taught me that recipes don’t have to be followed precisely, and make do with what you do have in the pantry. I haven’t tried this pie with other berries yet, but next summer when I have fresh-off-the-bush blueberries I think I am going to turn this into a blueberry pie.
Now, my mother’s mom would not be happy that I am using a store bought pie shell. I will never make my own pie shell. I do not have the patience nor the desire to ever do so, but if you would rather make your own I encourage you to do that!